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They do not tell you 

How she danced on bones 

Laughing, smiling 

A grin of a madman

They do not tell you 

That the red staining her mouth

Wasn’t just pomegranate 

They do not tell you

How her eyes shimmered

Onyx in the light 

Unnerving the king, himself 

They do not tell you

How he bowed before her

So enamored with her unnatural glow

They do not tell you

Between the pale, gloomy descriptions of the underworld 

How she was the opposite 

And yet embodied justice to her core

They do not tell you 

Of her loose layers 

Falling to the floor

His eyes widening 

As her cautiously approached 

They do not tell you 

How she wanted for nothing 

She did not take.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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